Day before Thanksgiving Halloween.

Halloween came and went and I didn’t get to go trick or treating with Maelie. She was tired, teething, cranky and it was raining. In the world of parenting this equals hells to the no. That said, she never got to wear her costume! Personally, this is something I couldn’t live with. But me being me kept putting it off.

Lame.

But lame no longer! I put her in that costume after a nice nap and some good lunch when her spirits were highest.

And she loved it. Well, as much as a nine month old stuffed into a pink monster costume could be. Not to mention that her hands were covered with monster claws. But she didn’t fuss!

Of course, since there was dressing up involved, Claire got in the action.

As soon as I took the picture, she says to me, “Mommy, you should draw that!”

I totally should.

One of Maelie’s favorite things to do is look out the window. Sure, her little legs aren’t nearly long enough for her to see as well as one would like, but she gets on her tippy toes and makes it happen.

And of course, Luca just loves monsters and Maelies, so that deserves a kiss.

Being in costume leads to many conversations. Mostly it consisted of Mae doing her happy growl and Claire hissing, pretending to be a kitty.

Luca decided that he was above having his picture taken, and so this is what I get – a shot of his cute little tongue and my nostrils. Fabulous.

And then Claire gets a fabulous idea to have us all pile on my lap and do a self portrait. Only thing is that my arms aren’t nearly long enough to accomplish such a feat.

But we tried.

I hope everyone has a fantastic Thanksgiving tomorrow. I’ll be up early running the Turkey Trot five miler at 9 and then off to Ohio for some food, food and more food.

I’m bringing the salad.

And rolls.

And I’m eating everything.

Word.